Working Man Poem by Gert Strydom

I did shave and shower,
did drive my car out of the garage
while my wife and children were still sleeping
and already I longed for meeting my family again in the afternoon

and I did twist through the busy traffic to Johannesburg,
did wait on the escalator at work,
did pin in a security code at the right office
and the day at the office did begin

and when on an afternoon I did come home
my children were away at university
and the signs of the years were already on my wife
when like always I held her tight
and outside the weavers did frolic in a big oak tree.